All of us know someone with a mental illness or maybe it is ourselves, but either way, we are just like the rest of the world... I like to think of us as "special"... we are the same yet very unique... we are mothers, fathers, sons and daughters... we are your coworkers, your teachers and every other occupation on this planet... So why the stigma? Ignorance!

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Tuesday, September 28, 2010

A new day? or is it?

Ok, so my day I thought was going to start off good... then it happened.... One of the one people who I find harrassing I had to see, within an hour of waking up.... So I handled it the best I could, with dignity and respect, but inside I felt my heart was going to beat out of my chest and thought I might throw up.... So the day went on looking into what my options are legally against this person, yet because a "technical" criminal act has not been completed, I am at their mercy and not my own. I have to put on the fake smile and pretend like everything is fine, when inside I feel like crying and curling up in a ball and bawling my eyes out. I just wonder what it is exactly that I ever did to these miserable people for them to hate me this much. Should I focus so much energy on it, of course not.... yet i don't know how to make it stop! any suggestions>>>>>